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How could she NOT screw it up, after that dada introduction by Stacy Keach?
"There's only one absolutely indispensable element that a musical play must have. It must have music. And there’s only one thing that it has to be. It has to be good.”
The subtitles are a little miracle. "June, June, Joan!"
Posted by: Doug | January 18, 2007 at 03:26 PM
Excellent find! She was able to use the energy from the fear she must have for making manic hand gestures and scaring the audience.
Posted by: Brad | January 18, 2007 at 04:14 PM
Ok, I laughed so hard I almost took ANOTHER morning dump - which is extremely hard to do in my fluid gastrointestinal world.
Posted by: eva | January 19, 2007 at 09:41 AM
Just imagine what her rendition of "I Am the Very Model of a Modern Major-General" must be like. She'd probably even be able to work in the word "bee-jesus" into Gilbert's lyrics somewhere. And Eva, thank you for that unforgettable mental image--you, clad in your chenille bathrobe, curlers in your hair, cigarette in one hand and a cup of instant Sanka in the other, racing to the bathrobe as you are consumed simutaneously with incapacitating laughter and explosive constitutional unrest.
Posted by: Paul | January 19, 2007 at 09:59 AM
Paul, how did you know what I was wearing??? I threw the cigarette in the toilet and squeezed another morning turd right onto it. Of course, I was laughing so hard that my cup of sanka spilled all over my chenille bathrobe! On top of that, I broke a nail while wiping myself...what a morning!
Posted by: eva | January 20, 2007 at 01:18 AM
And Eva, if perchance, instead of the curlers and chenille bathrobe, you happen to be wearing Pitti-Sing's costume while seated on the commode laughing hysterically and discharging explosively after having watched the talented Ms. Uggams, what a terrific photograph that would make for Steve's NYGASP calendar. Perhaps you could be Miss June and the caption could be "Sit With Downcast Eye..."
Posted by: Paul | January 20, 2007 at 09:54 AM
EVA! HE'S EGGING YOU ON! (Is that really an expression? "Egging?") Anyway, DON'T RESPOND!
I watched "Music Man" with the kids last night. I love that damn movie, and hadn't seen it in 20 years! There, respond to that.
I suppose you had diarrhea the last time you saw that movie. I'm sure eggs give you gas.
Posted by: MRSTEVE | January 20, 2007 at 11:55 AM
"Sit with downcast eye" is now my favorite euphemism for having a bowel movement.
Posted by: Doug | January 20, 2007 at 02:14 PM
Yes, eggs give me gas.
Hey, one of my favorite moments in 'Music Man' is when some chorus 'pickalittle' lady scream-sings "...and a double boiler!!" in the Wells Fargo Wagon ensemble number.
Steve, I WOULD like to pose as Paul suggested in the calender ("sitting with downcast eye.")
However, I have a question: Does the 'downcast eye' mean your anus; or your eyes bulging out of your face looking down in consternation because you're pushing out a oversized turd??
Posted by: eva | January 22, 2007 at 01:05 AM
"It's the new 'Gilbert & Sullivan Characters Sitting on a Toilet' calendar for 2008! Oh, bliss! Oh, rapture!"
"Sit with downcast eye" of course means focussing your consciousness into yourself, casting your vision inward, to your chakra.
Posted by: mr steve | January 22, 2007 at 11:20 AM
Surely you can work in "When maiden loves she sits and sighs" with Eva in Phoebe's costume as Miss October using an old-fashioned outhouse, and Steve, Mr. March perhaps, squatting in a kimono and captioned "To Sit In Solemn Silence In A Dull, Dark, Dock" and let's not forget someone dressed as Bunthorne reciting his colocynth and calomel poem while sitting on a, well, you know--what could be more appropriate to Victorian bathroom humour than colocynth and calomel? The possibilities are endless....
Posted by: Paul | January 22, 2007 at 03:08 PM
Paul, your vision is flawless. I vote you to be the producer, director AND photographer. You have enough ideas for calenders through 2010 - at least!
Posted by: eva | January 23, 2007 at 09:20 AM
Thank you, Eva. With you as my muse, how can I help but be inspired? I'm willing to bet that no one sits on a toilet with more grace and refinement than you do. Indeed, the costumes and captions are just window dressing to make this calendar appeal to a diverse, well, not really diverse so much as just plain odd, demographic selection of consumers with disposable incomes: scatologically-inclined Gilbert and Sullivan geeks.
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